Sunday, July 19, 2009

Sitting in a basement of a Church in Denver, Colorado we met to pray with people at a service called The Threshold. Before we entered into contemplation I asked that the others would keep us in mind...to pray for patience and guidance. I explained how we have been continually frustrated by the lack of meaningful jobs, etc.

After the service three people came up to us asking for our information. One man gave me his card and asked me to send him my resume. Another said she would forward on any e-mails she received on job postings. Another even said that the IRS was hiring, ha!

Why even bring this up? Because I believe we too often look for G-D to answer our prayers in spectacular ways. I think we need to realize that often we (as in the Church) are the answer to our own prayers. That within the community of believers, who are here with us now, are the people who have a little extra cash to give, who know of somebody or something, who just happened to know where to go, etc.

1 comment:

I know I'm a bit late commenting on this, but I enjoyed this post. Actually, I have a very similar realization within the last year. I think it was at a drum circle. Someone was asking the universe (etc.) for help with her situation (struggling as a chronically ill single parent) and I was overwhelmed by the fact that we were a room full of people - her community. Why wasn't she asking US? We're right here. And I've thought of this many times since.

We're not truly alone unless we make it that way, so let's help each other.

The Pratt-Russum's

Two Quakers living in Portland, OR. We are lovers of nature, all things creative, books, poetry, silence and contemplation, long talks over coffee or tea, food, our golden retriever Oliver, people and life in general. This spring we will welcome our first born, Kade River, into this beautiful world. We couldn't be more excited